Ever building, building to the clouds, still building higher, and never reflecting that the poor narrow basis cannot sustain the giddy tottering column.

As soon as I have begun to fear I have ceased to fear.

Great souls suffer in silence.

Art is difficult, transient is her reward.

Joy all creatures drink At nature's bosoms.

Misery travels free through the whole world!

A beautiful soul has no other merit than its own existence.